_Chair Proprietor._ "WOULD YOU PLEASE TO PAY FOR THE CHEERS, MUM?" _Lady._ "HOW MUCH?" _Chair Proprietor._ "WELL, MUM--HOW MANY MIGHT YOU BE A SITTIN' ON?"] [Illustration: _IN THE WITCHING TIME OF LIFE._ SOME LIKE ONE THING, AND SOME ANOTHER--FOR EXAMPLE, JACK LIKES A BLOW ON THE NORTH CLIFF----] [Illustration: WHILE CHARLES PREFERS A QUIET CORNER OUT OF THE WIND.] [Illustration: _SISTERLY LOVE._ _Papa_. "THERE, THERE! MY LITTLE POPPET! DON'T CRY! DON'T CRY!--IF YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE THE MEASLES, YOU WILL SOON BE WELL AGAIN, I HOPE. THERE, THERE!" _Blanche_ (_sobbing violently_). "I--I--I--I'M NOT CRYING, PAPA, BECAUSE I'M GOING TO HAVE THE MEASLES; BUT BECAUSE I--I--I--THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO RIDE MARY'S PONY ALL THE TIME SHE WAS ILL, AND NOW I SHAN'T!"] [Illustration: _A DOMESTIC EXTRAVAGANZA._ _Mamma_. "WHY, GOOD GRACIOUS, NURSE! WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH ADOLPHUS! HE LOOKS VERY ODD!" _Nurse_. "AND WELL HE MAY, MUM! FOR HE THOUGHT THE COLOURED BALLS IN MISS CHARLOTTE'S NEW GAME OF SOLITAIRE WAS BULL'S EYES, AND HE'S SWALLOWED EVER SO MANY OF 'EM."] [Illustration: _A HINT TO RAILWAY TRAVELLERS._ BY BREATHING ON THE GLASS--AND HOLDING A SPEAKING DOLL BY WAY OF BABY TO THE WINDOW--YOU MAY GENERALLY KEEP YOUR COMPARTMENT SELECT.] [Illustration: _A SEA-SIDE DIALOGUE._ "HOLLO, JIMMY!--WHERE ARE YOU A-GOING WITH YOURN?" "HESPLANADE!--WHERE BE YOU?" "PROSPEC PLACE!" [_Exit Companions of the Bath._ ] [Illustration: _A QUID PRO QUO._ _Small Boy_ (_to prodigious Swell_). "I SAY, MISTER, KETCH MY DONKEY, THAT'S A GOOD CHAP--I'LL DO THE SAME FOR YOU ANOTHER TIME!"] [Illustration: _TOUCHING APPEAL._ _Testy Old Gent_ (_wearied by the importunities of the Brighton Boatman_). "CONFOUND IT, MAN! DO I _LOOK_ AS IF I WANTED A BOAT?"] [Illustration: _A DELICIOUS DIP._ _Bathing Attendant._ "HERE, BILL! THE GENT WANTS TO BE TOOK OUT DEEP--TAKE 'IM _INTO THE DRAIN_!"] [Illustration: _A CITIZEN OF THE WORLD._ OLD DIPPS DECLARES THEY MANAGE SEA-BATHING BETTER IN FRANCE, AND THAT WHEN HE IS AT BO-LONG, HE DOES AS BO-LONG DOES--WELL! THAT'S A MATTER OF TASTE!] [Illustration: _MISPLACED INTELLIGENCE._ _Mamma._ "WHY, TOM! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT NASTY DUST-PAN AND BROOM?" _Tom._ "BROTHER FRED TOLD ME TO BRING IT IN AND SWEEP UP ALL THE H'S MRS. MOPUS HAD DROPPED ABOUT!" [_N.B. Great Expectations from Mrs. M._ ] [Illustration: _KNIGHTS OF THE BATH._] [Illustration: _SCENE: GREENWICH._ _Senior Party._ "DOG CART! GOOD GRACIOUS! BUT _YOU_ ARE NEVER GOING TO DRIVE?" _Junior Party._ "NOT GOING A--DWIVE? WHY NOT GOING A--DWIVE? JUS--AIN'T I, THO'?" [_The last train has gone, and the Senior Party under the impression that the vehicle was a brougham, has accepted the offer of a lift to town._ ] [Illustration: _SHOCKING RESULT OF WEARING INDIA-RUBBER GOLOSHES._ YOUNG JACK ROBINSON SEES WHAT HE IMAGINES TO BE THE IMPRESSION OF HIS DARLING'S FOOT--HE MENTALLY EJACULATES, "_BEETLE-CRUSHER, BY JOVE!_" AND FLIES TO OTHER CLIMES.]